Mr. Smartypants: “Mom, you’re such a pimp.”
Me: “A Pimp? Do you know what a pimp is?”
Mr. Smartypants: “Yep.”
Me: “What is it?”
Mr. Smartypants: “A cool person who wears a crazy hat.”
Me: “No. A pimp is someone who sells other people.”
Mr. Smartypants: “Sells `em for what?”
Me: “Uh….. well, er…. you know, a pimp sells the labor or work of another person and keeps the money. Kind of like if I made you rake the neighbor’s yard and kept all of the money except a quarter, I’d be pimping you out. ”
Mr. Smartypants: “Oh.”
PAUSE
Mr. Smartypants: “So, like those guys in the Bible, who sold their brother, they were pimps.”
Me: “Uh….. well…. um… Yes. Yes, they were.”
I couldn’t just leave it alone… now I wonder how many yards he’ll have to rake before we can afford his therapy.
Wonderful!
“Thou shall smite thine enemies with thy strong pimp hand.”